"I did not say anything detrimental about your teeth, Mathias. I like your teeth quite well. And one day your antlers will rival trees." It was the most sincere compliment she could thing of. She was staring intently at a leaf, memorizing the veins in the dead thing, when he spoke again. Hollandaise was so focused that she almost missed the quiet 'thank you'. Startling jerkily, she whipped her head up to stare at him, but said nothing, twirling the leaf in her thin fingers.

There was a moment where her eyes narrowed, too. But it passed without incident. "What happens if you lose your clothing? Do you make a rather mad dash to the dorms nude?" Such a thing did not, of course, bother her. Hollandaise would rather eschew all forms of clothing if she could. It was only through societal norms that she wore things now. Although, when she returned home, she'd not be constrained as such - that came with other, harsher constraints. She sighed, looking at Mathias with tired eyes.

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